Damn lyrics

by

B.o.B


[Intro: Lin-Z]
Damn
I'm feelin' it, I'm feelin' it
I'm killin' sh*t

[Verse 1: Lin-Z]
Champagne splash
Rosé in my glass
Fancy with an ass
Pinky up, I got class
Blowin' money fast
Weed green as grass
Your babysittin' ass
Need to puff, puff, pass
Picture me rollin'
And got your n*gga on swollen
Every night, n*gga we goin'
Smokin' on potent, n*gga we pourin'
n*gga you know it, n*gga you know it
n*gga you know it
Facial expressions gon' show it
Cause you're a ho and you know it

[Hook: Lin-Z]
Damn
Damn
[Verse 2: Lin-Z]
Your b*tch be hatin', call me the gold, I'm the greatest
And I'm the sh*t, no debatin'
I am amazing, can't believe what God created
Smokin' on out and I'm faded
Beautiful and I'm creative
I know you waitin'
n*gga I'm blazin', n*gga I made it
Up in the Tesla
Pull me a b*tch, her name's Vanessa
You can call me a finesser
She told me her sign a Cancer
She shake it at Follie's, a dancer
Is she Rudolph or Vixen or Prancer?
Sway you do not have the answers! No!
Sway you do not have the answers! No

[Hook: Lin-Z]

[Verse 3: Lin-Z]
Hi mamacita, nice to meet you
Wouldn't wanna be you, your b*tch look like a creature
Won't talk to you if it's money or a feature
I be on that f*ckin' set like, "Hi, nice to meet you"
Signin' autographs for 'bout 10K
n*ggas know my name, yeah, n*ggas know my name, Lin-Zay
Or.... Lin-Z
Be, be, be yourself, n*gga don't be me
Cause I all do is fly, and n*ggas can't see me
Cause I'm Lin-Z and I'm in that Jeep
Jeep, beep, beep, beep, beep
Move out my f*ckin' lane cause
I'm all over the place like SKRRR
And I can't stop, I can't chill
In the throwback like [?]
n*ggas know I'm always trill
And you know I'm trained to kill
TTG
n*ggas with me
Always on that G sh*t
[Hook: Lin-Z]
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